In order for you to completely use your Asshole effectively, you carry around a box of latex gloves, along with a n-95.
You put them on. You put on the mask first. It feels like it's been worn a few times before you, even though that isn't true. You smell a small, moist-like substance coming from the bottom of the mask. Your breath. It's been a while since you've brushed your teeth. Its molecules move up from the mask, through the slit at the top caused by your nose and fill their way around your glasses. Foggy, if only a little comforting. It only partially covers your vision; you've trained to see without glasses in the years you spent alone. You only had your grandfather's glasses to wear, and they hadn't been folcated to your specific eyes. They were a few degrees too weak, and so your vision with them suffered. That didn't stop you, however, because you strengthened your other senses to see for you. The only problem here is that your nose is obscured, smelling your breath, your mouth is also obscured, and soon enough, your hands will be obscured; good luck ears, I guess. Instead of using your ears to see, you just decide to take off your glasses, if only for the time it takes for you to pull your knife out of an ass. In order to do that, you still need gloves. You pull them out of the box. The box is light, you've done this kind of thing before, you know, pulling stuff out of asses, normal people shit (that works on several levels). You take out two gloves, but accidentally pull out one too many. You stuff it back into the box and it makes a *squeek* noise. You stretch out one of the gloves to make sure the hole is in the right place and that you can in fact put it on. Then, you put on the glove. You accidentally put two fingers into one hole, and try again, making it actually work out. The latex has, in the past, made your skin irritate, but it beats doing it without them. Imagine trying to heal yourself, but the only way to do so is to put your BARE hand into someone's asshole to pull out a potion or whatever. You suffered this deficit ever since your first venture into assholes. You initially didn't ever want to put anything into the assholes in fear of the smell or the shit. You eventually would find out that these assholes are shitless. You've taken a camera, and taken pictures on the other side, and you would eventually find out th̶̖͉̲͕̣̳͙͚͎͍͈̣̀̍͌͐̑́͛̾̔͋̀̚͠͝͠ͅa̵̢̧̨̛͈̝̫͔̣̖̙͈͕͙͈͙̰̲̞̞̲̭̼̘͖̪͇̗̜͖̦̬͓̥͓̙͙̥̬͔͖̮̖̫̲̭̱̯͛̎̇̂͆̈́̓́̾̀̆̅̃͋̏́̍́͐̎̎̈́̑̽́̽́̅̕̚͘ͅͅţ̴̨̥̗̲̭̳̰͚͈̭̰̥̲̦̠̮̰͙̹͍̺̗̟̼̤̹͍͉̻̬̠͂́ͅ ̵̢̡̛̠̱̟͖̹͚̜͙͔̬̣̯̥̳̙̣̖͍̥̩̯͈̮̳̉̀͂̏́̒̄͆̽̂͊̀̀͆̃̉̈́̕͘͜ņ̵̡̨̣̦͔̦̜̝̦̓̏̿́̔̀̿̒͑̉̊͒͒̾͋̉̔̆̓͋͐̀̚̚͝͝͝ͅợ̴̠̪̬̦̼̞̺̳͕̩͇͉̺͇̝̭͔̞̖̘͙̈̽̍̀̒̇̂̔̃́̇͐̄̐̍̌́̽̒͒̈́̏͑̌́̐̉́̈̃̅̓́̌͒̈́̉͛͊͌̎̕͜͝ͅͅṯ̸̢̧̖̭̮̦̲̙̪͍̠̙͎̥̥͍̝̻̇̉́̓̐̃̀̊̾̀̂̈̆̂̐̉͗̑͂̒̀͒͐̿̈́̑̀̈́͌̽̽̑̿̽̊̍̆͗̈͗͋̚͘͜͠͠͠h̷̛͎͕͊̍̃̃̍̈́͐̎̀̓͛̃̀̌̑͋͌͒̐́̃̑͗̈́̈̽̃͋̇̀͘̚͝͝͠͝ì̷̢̧̡͉̪̦͎̬̜͚͚̤̤̦̲̱̳̙̱͙̠̺̣̺͙̬̗͋̄̽̍́̒̒̓̂͊̊͌͋̂̀̈́̕͜͝ͅͅn̴̛͈͇̤͕̟͍̭̤͙̼͊̇̑̓̓̊̀̂͛͐͗͊̀͛̇̔̽̊̀̃͋͗̽̎̑͆͂́̾̐̈́͑̚̕͘͝͝͝͝͠ġ̸̢̬͔̱̰̩̱͙͎̩͎̺͇̮̠͍̗̺͉̗̮͔̬̥̟̹͈̠̮͔͖̳̝̑͐͜ͅ ̵̡̛̛͙̦̞͕̟̠̮͓̮̫͕̹̜̪͇̦͚̯̜̗̥̱͉̭̪̤͔̤̹͖̲̒̑͌̾͆̎̐̑̀̊̈́̀͒̊͂̋̆̈̒͌̊̓̈͑͋͆̒́̏̉͊̊̎̓̄́̽̈́̿͑̾̈́̚̚̕͜͝͝ͅi̷̧̛̩̠̟̺̙͈̖̱̣̩͇͚̳̱̱̞̊͛̔̎̊̿̌͛̐̒̄̀̚͘͠͝͠ṡ̷̢̢̧̟̦̲͙̹̟̠̯̣͍̳͇̞̘̼̘̪̩̫͎̩̬̱͉̰͈̲͉̜̙͑ ̷̧̨̜̙̩̜̻̝̦͚̼͇̳͕͉̠̯̯̽̀͜ȑ̸̢̜͎̦̦̘̬̫̠̙̐͆̓͌͘̕͜͝ě̵̤͙̥̹̰̤̣͕͎̟̦̣̬̪̳̖̮̻͇̩͈͇̙͙̺̣̲͍͎͍͓͍̈́͊͛̔̔̒͗͐̿̾̌̾͒̑̿̉̂͛͊̆͂̔̄͘͝ͅą̷̡̛̩̯͕̹͕̠͔̥̙̯̣̘̫̲̠̼̗͖̮͉͉͈͖̪͔̹͕͉̺̤̘̺̲̬̠̌͐̋̔̿̎͒̂̆̐́́̍̎͒́̒́̊̇͊̽̅̒̓̕͝͠ͅl̸̡̜͇̻̘̞̱̳͔̪̱̝̦̬̫̪͙̏̀̐̃̏̎̃͐̅̆͐͌͂̊̄͆̄́͋̍̇̓̔̊́͌̀̌̌̆͌͝͝͝ͅͅ. You put on the other glove, sliding it onto your hand. This one hurt a little because you have a papercut on one of the fingers. You got it while writing some fire disses in a notebook, but you wrote them a little too harsh. You don't need any lubricant for your procedure, you've done it enough to where it isn't required.
Anyways, after putting on the gloves, you get ready to pull the knife out.